The Fourth Of You DieA Poem by Michael StevensLate, I know, but I did write this on the fourthFrom sea to shining sea, Nothing says we are free, Sums up America''s values, Like guns win, you lose, Your life, their lives, insanity Runs in the gutter, profanities Escape my mouth, fall on deaf Ears, tone-deaf Republicans bereft Of shame or common sense, Offer another hollow and weak defence, Of sitting back and doing nothing, No guts, no solutions, do something, Anything to help, and at least try As their fellow citizens line up to die © 2023 Michael StevensReviews
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AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more..Writing
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